In sleep and dreams I fly
Amongst the stars in the night sky
I start with you brightest of bright
And count the myriad points of sparkling light
Softly I whisper a spell into dark space
And pull forth a memory of your face.

Forget the lemonade
In sleep and dreams I fly
Amongst the stars in the night sky
I start with you brightest of bright
And count the myriad points of sparkling light
Softly I whisper a spell into dark space
And pull forth a memory of your face.